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apocalypsosHa! Independence Day is on TV right now. This movie is so hysterically bad. I have a stuffed rat that I used to take with me when I donated plasma that's been out of the house more than the writers of this movie have.
And don't you just love the fact that the entire world is just sitting around waiting for the United States to come up with a good idea? *snerk*
Hee! I just noticed that Ferris Bueller's dad is one of the president's advisors in this movie.
"If you feel compelled to leave these cities, please do so in an orderly fashion." Which, of course, means hopping around New York City like a Tigger on crack. See, you think I'm joking, but I swear I saw someone bouncing down the street while flailing their arms around.
And don't you love how with only six hours left before annihilation, Jeff Goldblum manages to get to his father's house, borrow the car, escape deadlocked New York traffic, get from New York to Washington, and meanwhile Harvey Fierstein's still stuck in the city? It must help to be Jeff Goldblum and have the uncanny ability to repel people and objects with your very existence.
And why the hell is there apparently an alien spacecraft over Arizona? Are the aliens afraid the talking bunny rabbit will make the correct turn at Albuquerque and steal their space modulator? 'Cause, um, that's New Mexico. (Aliens, get Mapquest. Hell, you've obviously got Windows.)
Why do I want Jeff Goldblum to storm into the White House screaming, "It's a barbeque recipe! It's a barbeque recipe!"
Just flipped over to the halftime show. And, uh, did Justin just flash Janet's breast on national television in front of 130 million people? Because if they're going to have sex during the Super Bowl, I might have a reason to watch. And mock. And laugh.
And don't you just love the fact that the entire world is just sitting around waiting for the United States to come up with a good idea? *snerk*
Hee! I just noticed that Ferris Bueller's dad is one of the president's advisors in this movie.
"If you feel compelled to leave these cities, please do so in an orderly fashion." Which, of course, means hopping around New York City like a Tigger on crack. See, you think I'm joking, but I swear I saw someone bouncing down the street while flailing their arms around.
And don't you love how with only six hours left before annihilation, Jeff Goldblum manages to get to his father's house, borrow the car, escape deadlocked New York traffic, get from New York to Washington, and meanwhile Harvey Fierstein's still stuck in the city? It must help to be Jeff Goldblum and have the uncanny ability to repel people and objects with your very existence.
And why the hell is there apparently an alien spacecraft over Arizona? Are the aliens afraid the talking bunny rabbit will make the correct turn at Albuquerque and steal their space modulator? 'Cause, um, that's New Mexico. (Aliens, get Mapquest. Hell, you've obviously got Windows.)
Why do I want Jeff Goldblum to storm into the White House screaming, "It's a barbeque recipe! It's a barbeque recipe!"
Just flipped over to the halftime show. And, uh, did Justin just flash Janet's breast on national television in front of 130 million people? Because if they're going to have sex during the Super Bowl, I might have a reason to watch. And mock. And laugh.
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Date: 2004-02-02 02:00 pm (UTC)